calling me a "cunt" (a quote had been wrongly attributed to me and wasn't even offensive or bad in the first place). also got some off an anti-feminist troll from australia and an extremist anti-choice group.

but everyone in the company worldwide was copied into several e-mails from a guy going off on a huge swear-filled rant at the IT department, who were having to work a full weekend (including all-nighters) to try and resolve a network problem. There must have been about half a dozen of them, sent from the Singapore office at about 2am in the morning accusing the IT department of wrecking the company and not respecting the rest of the staff.

The following Monday there was an e-mail from one of the Directors thanking the IT guys for working the long, anti-social hours in an emergency, apologising to any staff members if they were offended by the bad language and stating that the sender of the e-mails had been spoken to.

An hour or two later there was a very contrite e-mail from the guy in question apologising for everything.

Basically he sent nonsensical conspiracy theory spam to the "contact us" email addresses of pretty much every government department. I was in a bit of a stressed and funny mood, so I wrote back telling him to stop emailing me. He got abusive, we went back and forth, I got his email account shut down for TOS violation (I feel kinda guilty about that, in hindsight, even though he was a cock). So he registered a new account and wrote again demanding I be sacked. I was in shit for an afternoon and possibly would have been sacked, except that at the same time he was harassing the law society and every lawyer in the country had been emailed with a warning about him.

So nothing much happened to me other than a friendly warning to not talk back to dickheads. He got upset, demanded our board be sacked, then our minister, then he was writing to the PM's office ranting about me and demanding that pretty much everyone be sacked. And he obviously crossed the line into threatening behaviour, because the cops went round to tell him to cool it. And that was pretty much that :D

"I'm going to warn you. From what I've heard you were found in the drama room the other day with your ex. If I ever find out you've been cheating on Becky again, I'll make your life so hard you'll wish you were never born. If you don't believe me, then go on, try me...I dare you...

he was a year older and in the Army Cadets. He was obsessed/in love with Becky, and would do anything to try and get me out the way. He used to text me all the time saying he was gonna steal guns from the cadets and come round to my house and kill me.

Tbf I shouldn't have gotten off with both Leanne AND Suzie during that game of truth and dare in the tent in Leanne's back garden. You live and learn.

and in it one time, there was an article by some bloke who called himself the "Health Editor", all about how to stop smoking. He was ranting about hypnotherapy and how shit it was, all a big con etc etc, and how the only way to do it successfully was with nicotine patches.

I read this with interest, as some years ago, my father had gone from 2 packs a day to zero using hypnotherapy. No side effects, no binge eating, it was amazing, and he never smoked again. So I'm reading this "Health Editor's" article thinking What a load of shit, and then, at the bottom of the piece, there was a brief blurb about his local pharmacy business and how you could buy nicotine patches from him.

So I thought, fuck that, and wrote a letter to the local magazine, telling them about my father's experience with hypnotherapy, and suggesting that if their "Health Editor" wanted to pretend to be a credible professional, he could perhaps be a little better informed and a little less crass about spruiking the various over-the-counter remedies on sale at his pharmacy.

I also made some snide aside about how maybe if this guy had studied medicine instead of becoming a pharmacist, he might be properly qualified to pronounce on medical matters.

They didn't print the letter. But I did get an email from the pharmacist. And it was the angriest, shrillest, most hilariously defensive thing I've ever read. I wish I could remember more of it verbatim, it was a few years ago now and I didn't keep the email. But he went on this massive rant about how pharmacists are JUST AS QUALIFIED to form medical opinions as doctors, in fact in many cases EVEN MORE SO, and how he could have studied medicine if he'd wanted to.

I dropped by his shop some time later just to check him out, and he was this short, slouchy, cardigan-wearing baldy.